Disappointment of the week

It’s not often that I leave the house before having had a cup of coffee. Today I did, but only to get something I deemed essential for today’s breakfast, which would be those two:

All I wanted were fried eggs the way you get them in certain restaurants (or in that MacDonald’s breakfast burger, which, I think, they call a muffin). Well, first of all, for the size egg I was using, they were far too small. It all went overboard. Second, the damn plastic handles, the tiny little plastic handles, actually started to melt. Which is good if you’re into molten plastic, not so good if you deem it toxic.